Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

The days of May are unpredictable.It was windy yesterday and rainy today.

White gauze, rainy.The sky was dark and the cries surrounded.

Fuguo's mansion was completely white.

Filial piety clothes, silk flowers, mourning halls—horrifying and depressing.

The desolate color adds sadness and dullness to the gloomy rainy day.It makes people breathless.A cloud of dark clouds floated in the sky, showing no sign of dissipating.

Jiang Tianyuan lay quietly in the coffin, lifeless.

Jiang Qiu's mind was only on Jiang Tianyuan, and he didn't care about other things.Jiang Feng and Jiang Bieyuan received all the people coming and going in the mansion.

After all, Jiang Bieyuan relied on Jiang Feng's sister to have a beautiful sister in the palace.Although he got rich, he became a petty official.But having an official status is different.

Jiang Feng's took a huge profit!

Jiang Yushu's mind was only on the evidence. Three days later, the coffin would be closed, and Zhao Yifeng hadn't come back yet.Without evidence, how could the second room be buried with him?

Jiang Qu's family is really brave, although this time they didn't gain the power to be in charge of the family.But she still had the attitude of "nothing to do with herself, and hang on high", she didn't even pretend, and all the humility and flattery in the past were gone.

The scorching heat from the brazier in the mourning hall aggravated the mania of the people.

A dozen threshed ears of wheat were thrown into the fire and slowly reduced to ashes.Like the close relationship between Jiang Yushu and Erfang, with the passage of that touch of warmth, it is gone.

"My lord..." The clear and beautiful voice was Chun Nong.

Jiang Yushu got up and knelt on the ground for a long time, his legs and feet were numb, he didn't care about it, he looked at Chun Nong eagerly and excitedly, "How is it? Your Highness is back?"

At this time, Jiang Yushu was so eagerly looking forward to Zhao Yifeng's return and bring back the evidence as soon as possible.But he also didn't want Zhao Yifeng to bring back the evidence. Once it was true, he was afraid that he would not be able to do it.

"I'm back, let's enter the house immediately."

When Jiang Qushi and Jiang Diyuan heard it, they were startled for a moment, this really made him find it.The two looked at each other, flustered.Jiang Diyuan pulled people away and walked behind a white veil.

"Ma'am, I have clearly sent the letter, is it true that the nobleman is not willing to help?"

Jiang Qu said with a smile: "You and I didn't obey orders, how could he help. No wonder!"

The man was afraid: "Then what should we do now? Zhao Yifeng is going to bring him back."

"What are you afraid of? You didn't do it yourself, just deny it. If you really want to confront, you and I will handle it. Don't show your feet."

"This?" He hesitated again, timidly.

The woman snapped: "Is there anything worse than this? Is there anything worse than now?"

Jiang Diyuan remained silent, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, looked at the woman in front of him, and waited to speak.

Jiang Qu continued: "After all these years, I have had enough, even if it comes to relief, I am willing."

Jiang Diyuan looked at her, seeing her reluctance and reluctance.That's right, these years, it's really enough to live by looking at your face.Whether it's for yourself or for the next generation.

The body of a concubine is unwilling.

A person's life is in his own hands, even if he can't get it, he has to give it a go!

But the price is too big for people to bear.

"Ma'am, we are going to give it a go." Jiang Diyuan looked back at Jiang Qu's family, his words revealed years of depression.Seeing his firm and generous words, Jiang Qu felt a little relieved.Smile back at him.

He believed, she was sure.

The two returned to the main hall.

At this time, Jiang Yushu was surrounded by cold air, and the moment he saw Jiang Qu's family, he was chilled.The surrounding atmosphere was condensed a little by his chilling gaze.

There was a burst of people's voices in the courtyard, but only a "Qingyu..." was heard, and then there was no sound.

Jiang Yushu heard the long-lost voice and rushed to the courtyard.But Zhao Yifeng staggered, his body fluttered, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were shabby.

He ran eagerly and helped him up, "Your Highness, this is?"

Zhao Yifeng leaned on Jiang Yushu's elbow, laughing with chapped and pale lips, and there were strings of small blood beads hanging from the cracked mouth, but the man's handsome appearance was not diminished.

He opened his mouth with weak breath and trembling, "Qingyu, this hall is fine, I didn't pay attention to that cunning person, and got on the road. But, he... brought it back to you." , scattered cold.

Jiang Yushu took a closer look, only to see that his shoulder blades, abdomen, and knees were all injured, blood was bubbling, and his clothes were smudged.

"Zhao Yifeng!" He called him.

The bright man tried his best to open his eyes, and there was a soothing smile on his pale face, "Qingyu, this palace can't send the spirit to Yue Zhang anymore, can you blame me?"

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Zhao Yifeng, Jiang Yushu, how can he be worthy of you?You help me like this, why should I take offense at it?

With a strong force, he hugged the person into the house, regardless of the words and voices of the people around him.After the white filial piety was stained with blood, it was like an enchanting red plum blossoming in the ice and snow.

The breath of the person in his arms was floating, obviously he was seriously injured.It's just that in the current situation, it's too late to listen to the explanation.

He hugged him, walked steadily, and bowed three times before the spirit.

After carrying him back to the house, Jiang Yushu asked Chun Nong and Doctor Zhang to take care of him, and he went to the mourning hall.

When the old matriarch heard that the assassination matter had been settled, she regained consciousness for a moment, and with the support of her servants, she entered the mourning hall.

Jiang Qiushi sent the guests away and called everyone in the house.

Two bedrooms and three bedrooms, concubine son and concubine daughter, everyone in the mansion who can come has come.

Lin Yuan brought him up in due course.

When everyone looked at him, they saw that the man was old, with a bad look, and the gloomy light in his eyes made it hard to imagine that this man was a medical student.

Doctors are benevolent!

Lin Yuan kicked the man's knee from behind. The man suffered from pain and was unwilling to kneel down.

Jiang Qushi looked at the kneeling man for a moment, and became uneasy for a moment, trembling inside, teeth chattering slightly, trying to stir the handkerchief.The top of the face is calm and composed.

Lin Yuan: "My lord, the person at the lower end is Qu Zhan, the concubine of the Qu family. His Highness has already tortured him. This is a testimony." After finishing speaking, he submitted a letter.

The white veils fluttered, and a group of people wore white mourning clothes, adding to the gloomy atmosphere.The rain outside the house kept ticking, like Jiang Qu's restless but pretending calm heart.

The person in the seat opened the letter, his face gradually became tense, and his eyes pointed directly at Jiang Qu and Jiang Diyuan who were sitting down, and the corresponding person seemed to be in the cold snow peak for a moment.

"Quyi, don't you still admit it?" He didn't call her Second Aunt, but called her by her first name.It seems that he really doesn't want this clan anymore.

Jiang Qu's heart was flustered, and he put on a posture, "You said you are a little woman, are you relying on his own words?"

Qu Zhan raised his head and looked at Jiang Qushi in surprise, "A-mei, you obviously didn't say that." His eyes were affectionate, as if he didn't expect her to say that.

Qu Zhan had feelings for Jiang Qushi before he got married, and it was because of this affection that he made him agree to her.But now, she didn't get anything, and she didn't even admit it.

Jiang Qushi gave Qu Zhan a blank look, it seemed that the useless and not dead person wanted to bite back.

"Shut up! You're not my brother, I don't know you."

Qu Zhan's kneeling body softened, she really refused to admit it.

Seeing her rascal, Jiang Yushu didn't admit it, and became impatient.Luckily she, Jiang Qu, was a woman, if it was a man, he would have taken his sword and beheaded her long ago.

"You woman, you are so cunning!" He gritted his teeth. "It's all written in black and white. You still don't admit it. Qu Zhan is the only person who understands medicine in the second and third bedrooms. It's not my family who is familiar with the situation in the mansion. Could it be an outsider?"

His heart ached, and he didn't want to continue, but the flying white yarn told him that this wolf-faced person was his clan.He had to solve it and give his father an explanation.

Jiang Tianyuan's words stimulated him.

——Son, put it down.Don't let paranoia and obsession fool you.

No, Jiang Yushu can't let go, no!

His voice was hoarse, and he continued to tell the truth: "You joined forces with the third uncle and used the Ministry of Rites to send me back to the mansion. While I was not there, bribed the mansion, played music and entered the mansion, assassinated my father, forced my mother, and sickened my grandmother. Conditions, one by one, how dare you say it's not you?!"

Jiang Qu looked back at Jiang Diyuan, the man was humble and cowardly.She was annoyed when she saw it.Seeing Jiang Fengshi by accident, Jiang Fengshi smiled.

Jiang Feng didn't mean anything at first, but Jiang Qu was restless, and the man beside him was also cowardly and unreliable, and had to rely on himself at critical moments.For a moment, she only felt that Jiang Feng's family was mocking her and making fun of her.He gave Jiang Feng an angry look.Make a proud gesture.

"You actually said it out, and I, Quyi, are not afraid to admit it. I sent someone to do it, so what, what is your intention?" She said frankly, and the investigation has reached this point, and the witnesses and testimonies have all been brought. , only the last step is left.

In her eyes, human life is so frivolous?

"Young Master Qingyu, what are you going to do? Kill me? Or destroy the second house? Don't forget, even if you don't admit that we are your clan, this is your natal family, and you will never be able to get rid of it."

Seeing her confess, Jiang Yushu clenched his fingers tightly, his joints creaking, and his face was expressionless.

"My son said that I want you to be buried with me!"

With a sound of "Wow!", the sword shadow appeared.

He raised his sword and stepped down from the high position step by step.

Jiang Qushi looked at the white sword light, which was cold and cold, and backed away again and again, teeth chattering, "Jiang Yushu, I... but your second aunt, if you kill your dearest relative, you will have to... bear the curse Yes. Are you... not afraid?"

He snorted softly, "Infamy? Jiang Yushu doesn't care about reputation. From the moment I married into the palace, I, Jiang Yushu, always bear the title of 'Prince and Concubine'. Do you think I still care about reputation?"

As he approached step by step, a chilling aura floated in the air.

After all, Jiang Qu is an elder, so he still has some courage to deal with a young man with curly hair.

"Even if it's me, Erfang. You can't do it. Are the laws and regulations you have given up in the sky just for display? You are a royal. Are you going to change the rules and regulations in the sky to provoke the royal authority?"

This woman is really sharp-tongued!

Jiang Yushu sneered slightly, "I believe in 'If you want to kill me, you must pay it back', I have always been fair." After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Qu's rebuttal, he raised his sword and pointed at the woman.

"Jiang, Yu, Shu! Are you crazy?" the woman yelled in horror.

He froze, the sword in his hand glowed coldly, reflecting his fair face and lonely expression.

Jiang Yushu, with this sword, Zhao Yifeng's reputation will be gone.

Royal people ignore etiquette.There is no filial piety in killing clan relatives.

Do it, pay it back fairly.Let go, feel unwilling.

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, couldn't bear it, and exerted force for a while.

"choke!"

"Ah!~~~~" the woman yelled, her voice piercing the sky.Everyone was amazed and looked at them all.

The expected pain did not come, Jiang Qushi realized that the sword was standing upright beside him, the sword body was shaking, and there were voiceless sounds.

Jiang Qu's expression was restrained, he was terrified when he saw the general, but he remained calm, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth: After all, he won't be able to do anything!

Jiang Yushu looked at the dangling sword and squeezed the knuckles, but there was no more sound.The tight lines set off his patient mood.

After all, I can't do it.

They are also relatives.